The pain of breaking muscles, the torture of removing bones and cutting flesh, all the heroes in the family were called traitors, and died unjustly. Maybe they were unwilling to die because they were too resentful, or maybe God opened their eyes and allowed Xu Qingluo to live until the age before leaving the court.
I originally wanted to take revenge on the scumbag and the concubine, but gradually I discovered that the relationship between them was so intricate that stepping into the quagmire would be like falling into the abyss.
In this life, Zong Zhengchen, who was far away in the clouds, was Xu Qingluo's savior and her talisman, and she was more like a poisonous pet raised in his hands.
